Prisoner of Avrox
The Avroxee Mates Series Book 1
By:
Amelia Wilson
Table of Contents:
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PROLOGUE:
CHAPTER 1: ARRIVAL
CHAPTER 2: AWAKENING
CHAPTER 3: SELECTION
CHAPTER 4: THE DUEL
CHAPTER 5: THE PROPOSAL
CHAPTER 6: RESEARCH
CHAPTER 7: OUTING
CHAPTER 8: DISASTER
CHAPTER 9: A SECRET
CHAPTER 10: A LAST BATTLE
EPILOGUE:
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PROLOGUE:
JOCELYN
My dream begins with me standing in an endless desert, drenched in blue and orange from a sun that is yet to rise. I look down, and realize I was wearing nothing but a thin layer of glossy fabric, which is gently wrapped around my chest, and draped down my legs. I feel wild and free out here, as though I could spend my lifetime wandering in this strange universe.
Something is calling me, a shadowy figure that is approaching me from the horizon. I can’t make out his face, but he’s muscular. The shadow of his hair blows in the breeze. He’s a strange outline of a man, as if he has left his shadow behind, with me. I try to call out to him, but he doesn’t understand, and I can’t form the words. But, we don’t need words here.
His arms enclose me, pulling me closer. His grasp is so firm, and his body feels warm pressed against mine. I’ve never had a dream like this, before. I feel as if even my subconscious is too shy to come up with these sorts of scenarios. But, I’ve decided to go along with this one; just this once.
“Are you what I’ve been looking for?” A cool, calm voice asks me. I don’t know what to say. I was worried if I said no, he’ll disappear.
“Yes,” I decide, just to keep the story going; just a bit more.
His mouth moves closer to my ear, breathing me in as he kisses my neck. Suddenly, we rise up into the sky, gravity losing us. He swirls me around in the big open sky, so that my back is towards him. The thin fabric around me keeps him from getting any closer, as my bottom brushes against something long and throbbing. I shudder as he slowly starts to pull the draping from my shoulders. The fabric slips past my breasts, down my stomach, and over my feet, fluttering back to the desert dust, and leaving me completely naked and vulnerable.
His hands reach around my chest, his shadowy fingers cupping my breasts, rubbing lightly around my nipples. My heart is pounding now, ringing through my ears as I can feel myself throbbing, swelling, wanting more. I’ve never experienced this in waking life, but I feel, in this moment, that this is all I ever needed, even if it is a dream. He pushes me away from him, and I continue to float gently through the air. He glides over to me, spreading apart my legs carefully with strong arms. I can just make out the ridges in his shoulders as he puts my legs over them. His lips kiss my stomach, finding their way down my legs. His hands search as well as they grab my thighs hungrily.
I was aching inside, and I let out a small, gentle cry as he slips his tongue over my vulva. It’s warm and wet, and I can’t tell if it’s just me, or if it’s from him, sliding in between my lips. He carefully inserts his fingers. I can feel them searching, until they hit, just a perfect spot inside. I curse under my breath, the sensation so foreign to me, but simply amazing. He pulls away, leaving me wanting more. Suddenly, he’s floating above me. I feel the hard, throbbing tip of his penis, brushing ever so slightly against me, wanting so badly to enter. I moan, wanting him to take me in that instant.
But he pulls away, leaving me floating. The shadow fades away, one bit at a time.
“I have chosen you, Earth woman. I’ll be looking for you…soon, I hope.” I try to reach out for him, but he disappears.
I wake up in a panic, alone. My sheets are soaking wet from my subconscious encounter. Who was that man…and what did he mean when he said he’d be looking for me?
CHAPTER 1: ARRIVAL
JOCELYN
It was now eight hours since I quit Henley’s Labs, and I hadn’t stopped driving. I watched the canyons pass by me, tall towering columns of red clay that stretched toward an open sky. I’d be reunited with my mother in just a few more miles. A couple of months ago, she was sent on a top-secret dig in the Mojave Desert, and wasn’t allowed to discuss anything with me. The curiosity burned so deep in mem for those next few months, and I longed to go with her, but I was still stuck at Henley’s, working as an assistant biologist. That’s where I met Wes.
I haven’t had much luck with guys in my twenty-six years of existence. It wasn’t my pin-straight hair, or the freckles on my cheeks. It wasn’t even the hint of extra curve peeking
around my hips. Apparently, one reason why I can’t get a date is that some men are afraid to talk to me. It starts out okay; basic back-and-forth talk, but the second I bring up my job, everything falls apart. Suddenly, they look at me as if I have something growing on my face. To be fair, I’ve had my share of acne from time to time, but this is something different.
Wes looked at me like this, after we went up to my apartment - when he tried pulling down the straps of a way-too revealing dress, making my face burn bright-red. His touch felt strange to me, and not in a good way. The second reason why I can’t get a date is because I was a little…inexperienced. I mean… I still haven’t even kissed anyone, so even the slightest touch was completely new to me. I dodged the kiss Wes was about to give me, which immediately cost me more.
During the next week, Wes used our bad date to blackmail me. He told the supervisor some pretty harsh rumors about me, to the point where I just couldn’t explain anymore. So, I packed everything up and left. I was trying to accomplish at least one major breakthrough in my career, and if this place really was just a big watering hole for gossip, I didn’t want to be a part of it. Luckily for me, when I told my mother the news, she said she had an extra spot open for a biologist at the Mojave dig site. I grabbed my equipment and a large coffee and sped towards the desert, a bright opportunity leading the way.
I still didn’t have a clue what could be going on out there, but for some reason I kept picturing a figure…the one from my dream last night. I could still feel his touch, soft and warm, spreading all the way up my legs. But, I had to stop myself, before I got too excited. After all, it was only a dream.
I pulled up to the facility, where a team of scientists was already waiting, their white lab coats blinding against the red sandy backdrop. One of them wore a mask, and stepped up to my open car window.
“Are you Jocelyn Lee?” she inquired.
“Yes, I am” I replied curtly.
The scientist laughed a laugh I recognized instantly. “No need to be so formal,” she said, taking off her mask.
My mother has freckles spread across her cheeks like mine. The same blue eyes peeked over her glasses to get a better look at me. “It’s been such a long time, Joss! It’s so good to see you.”
I stepped out of the car and embraced her. Her coat appeared even dustier, up close. “Been busy I see,” I joked.
She pulled away, still smiling at me. She led me towards a wall of blue tarps that were strung up along metal pipes. “We’ve been digging for days. We actually hit a great opening point just a few hours ago. We’ve just been given the go-ahead to crack it open now.”
We suited up at wooden opening to the dig site. As I was pulling on the white coveralls, I just caught a glimpse of piled up dirt around the edge of a crater.
“We’ve just been given the go-ahead to crack it open now,” My mother had said.
“Crack what open?” I asked, inching my feet into rubber boots.
“Well, my dear…the spaceship.”
The dig site was about half-a-football-field wide. I circled around it, maneuvering past people in coveralls, most of them masked. They were scattered around something large and metallic that peeked out from the rocks and dirt. A low hum was coming from it. At such a low frequency it vibrated in my bones.
“Careful, you don’t want to fall in,” My mother warned. I absolutely wouldn’t want to fall in; to land amongst the jagged metal that stretched like pointed vines inside the crater. Despite this, I couldn’t resist the urge to scoot closer to get a better look.
There was certainly a spaceship there; quite unlike any of the ones you see in bad alien movies. There was no saucer shape or death ray in sight. This one was sleek, and a bluish color that changed as you walked past it; flecks of gold shimmied over what appeared to be a triangular cockpit.
“I was so excited you got to see this!” My mother exclaimed. Anything related to digging up artifacts makes her eyes light up, and this was one hell of an artifact. A team of scientists in HAZMAT suits inched over what looked like the curved wing of the spaceship. They brushed the remaining dust from the cockpit, revealing a thin yellow window that was fragile-looking, like the wings of an insect.
I watched with wild curiosity as the other scientists carefully detached the hood of the cockpit. What could possibly be inside something as complexly designed as this spaceship? I pictured strange creatures with large tentacles, or thousands of eyes. Would it be hostile? Or would the ship be empty altogether, leaving us with only more questions? A thick hiss of red steam wafted from the edges of the wing-like glass, as the cockpit opened. I heard several muffled exclamations of excitement, which turned into wild shouting from everyone at the dig site. I couldn’t see anything through the mist, but once it settled, we all fell silent.
Hunched over a control panel, which was adorned with colorful buttons and touch screens…was a man. His skin was a pale-blue, and was barely covered by a roughly spun tunic. I could see his rippling muscles under the fabric, as breathed gently, his mouth attached to a long hose that was connected to the inside of the ship. His hair was not like ours; it looked like leathery strands, tied back with a dark cord.
Then his eyes opened, startling everyone as he instantly awoke. His pupils were a bright pink, and his pupils expanded and contracted into wide dark circles as he focused on all of us. My mother pushed passed the crowd and me, and stepped onto the wing, walking towards the mystery man in the cockpit.
“Allow me,” she told everyone, softly. She reached out to him. “Marie,” my mother said to him in a gentle voice, pointing to herself. “Marie.” She repeated it, slower each time. The man reached for her hand, almost taking it, when suddenly he’s was prodded with an electrical rod by one of the scientists; a huge mistake when making first contact with an alien.
CHAPTER 2: AWAKENING
KRULT
The faint repetitive sound of machinery started to blare in my ears, waking me up. My eyes opened, and I found myself lying naked, on a cold table of some kind. I examined the room, taking note of the robotic devices attached to my body. Wires spindled out every which way, and led into other small machines, that displayed my vital signs. I appeared to be healthy. I tried to sit up, but found that was strapped down and I writhed under the thick straps. They were so constricting. I would have thought this species would have been more careful about how they handled me. Then again, I wasn’t expecting to get caught.
Something in my ship had been faulty. My navigational systems went offline as soon as I entered the atmosphere, followed by a total engine shutdown. Blame that on cheap Avroxee construction. I had to steer my ship blindly into the unforgiving terrain, a true gamble, but with incredibly fortunate results. I hoped they don’t discover how to engage the escape pod or else I would really be stuck here. I can’t remember much after seeing that Earth creature, I assume it was a female. She tried to communicate with me, only for me to be shocked by some kind of electrical weapon rod. I decided to skip the formalities at that point, something I’ve had to do before, whenever I’d landed on a hostile planet, on other mate reconnaissance missions. They didn’t take it too well, of course, so now I was here. Would this planet be just as hostile? I had chosen Earth in the hope that it wouldn’t be. I could only wait to find out.
A door nearby opened, and several of the “humans”, as I’ve studied them, walked into the room with more equipment; to harm me I assumed. I couldn’t tell which was the one that attacked me, since they were all dressed in the same white suits. One of them was without a mask, though. Another female. She looked similar to the one that tried to reach out to me, however, she was much younger. I knew I’d seen her from somewhere before…sometime during my selection process. She was even more beautiful in person: luscious curves, plump lips, and round breasts that bounced playfully as she walked towards me. These were all typical preferred traits of Earthpeople of course, but a great body is well understood in any part of the galaxy. However, I wasn’t here for her b
ody, although that was my original mission. I had a special mission of my own for her.
I feigned sleep as she approached me.
“Checking for further injuries,” she said. Her voice was pleasant to me, after having woken up to a commotion. Fortunately, my translator implant wasn’t affected in the crash. It helped me understand up to twelve thousand interstellar languages. As soon as she touched me, I felt a shock; different from the one I was assaulted with earlier. She was so soft, and her fingers spread delicately across my wrists, searched down my arms and reached over towards my abdomen.
I’ve chosen mates before, but I’d never felt this way with any of them. She was making me feel something…bigger… and unexplainable. I could feel my blood pumping through my veins - towards my loins. I knew the human’s would be unsettled if they saw me in my aroused state, so I tried to keep my gaze averted.
“He’s alright,” she told the others quietly. Then the tests began…
By day three I was just waiting for death. They came in, and poked me with metal wires, needles; they took samples. All the while I watched hopelessly and suffered. I was exhausted. They hadn’t fed me much, mainly because I wouldn’t eat. The food here looked unsettling to me. I wasn’t sure what they were looking for from me; perhaps taking precautionary measures to make sure I wasn’t a threat to their planet. On Avrox, we would have most likely killed any visitors that weren’t intended for mating; not the approach I preferred, but apparently it was “safe,” according to my chief. As I stared up at the ceiling, I knew I had to make my escape soon. My only key was the female.
She watched me through the only window in this room every day. Her face looked pained, as they performed the tests on me. Sometimes she came into the room with the others. Sometimes she came in alone. I liked those visits the most. While I pretended to be asleep, she’d talk to me. Just listening to her intelligence, permeating her one-sided conversations, told me she was a perfect candidate. In that moment I decided that today was the day. I was going home, but not alone.
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