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EBLIAN MATES
A Sci-Fi Adult Romance
Complete Series (Books 1 – 3)
Ruth Anne Scott
For my dear reader and friend Tracey L. Thank you for inspiring me to write this book. – Ruth
Contents
Book 1 – Enslaved by Aliens
Book 2 – Rescued from Aliens
Book 3 – Living with Aliens
Book 1
Enslaved by Aliens
By: Ruth Anne Scott
Chapter 1
Natalie Korman rolled over and groaned. She fought through waves of nausea and a splitting headache and struggled up onto her hands and knees. Her eyelids stuck together, but she groped her way across the cold concrete floor and found something solid. She could steady herself against that.
She flipped over and sat down. She rested her back against the icy concrete, but at least she was upright. She cradled her aching head in her hands. “Amber! Are you there?”
No one answered her, so she tried again. “Tina, where are you?”
She worked to open her eyes, and after a while, a dim shaft of light penetrated her tortured brain. Then she used her fingers to pry her eyelids apart and peered through the blur at her surroundings. Only then did the harsh reality sink in, and she rocketed to her feet.
“Amber! Tina! Where are you?” she called.
A groan answered her from across the room, and she staggered toward it. She pawed at the dingy blanket and found a human form. “Amber! Tina! Wake up!”
Tina arched her back and tried to sit up, but wound up falling back on the narrow cot. “Where are we?”
Natalie shook her friend in desperation. “We’re in the holding cells.”
That got her attention. Tina swam up out of the bunk and threw off the blanket. “What? How can we be? The last thing I remember is Bancroft Park.”
“That’s the last thing I remember, too,” Natalie replied. “We must have passed out.”
Tina laughed, but it sounded more like a frog croaking than a young woman. “We must have drunk more at the Roundhouse than we realized.”
Natalie shook her again. “Get up. Please get up. We have to figure out how we’re going to get out of here.”
Tina threw her arm over her face and sighed. “If we’re in the holding cells, there’s no way to get out. We’ll just have to wait until morning when we can bail out.”
“Bail out?” Natalie didn’t like the sound of that.
Tina sat all the way up, tossed the blanket aside, and put her feet on the floor. “You’re so naive, Natalie. You’ve never had so much as a speeding ticket in your life. I’ve been arrested five times for shop-lifting, and it’s the same old story. When the morning shift comes into the police station, they’ll give us breakfast—if you can call it that. Then they’ll let us have our phone calls.”
Natalie groaned. “This can’t be happening to me. What if I lose my job?”
“Get over it, girl,” Tina snapped. “When they give you your phone call, you can call any one of dozen bail bondsmen they have advertised on a board over the phone. They’ll bail you out, and you’ll be back to watching The Daily Show by lunchtime. Your boss will never even know you were arrested.”
Natalie sank down on the floor. “This is the worst thing that’s ever happened to me.”
Tina rubbed her eyes and looked around. Then she frowned. “You said we were in the holding cells.”
“We are,” Natalie replied.
“This is not a holding cell,” Tina told her.
Natalie’s head shot up. “It must be. Look at this place.”
Tina pushed the blanket farther away and stood up. She paced around the concrete chamber. “Listen to me, Natalie. I’ve been in the holding cells enough times to know what they look like, and this is definitely not one of them.”
Natalie got to her feet and waved to the walls surrounding her. “But look at this place. It’s solid concrete, and look at the bars over there.”
“Where’s the toilet?” Tina shot back. “Where’s the sink and the fluorescent light? Where’s the security camera? Are you telling me a police holding cell doesn’t have a security camera? Come on!”
Natalie shifted from one foot to the other. “Well, you’re the expert, but it sure looks like a holding cell to me.”
Tina strode from one end of the room to the other and inspected every detail of the place. “I don’t know where we are, but we’re not in a police holding cell. We’re....somewhere else.”
Natalie gulped. “Where?”
Tina didn’t answer. “Where’s Amber? And where’s Melanie?”
“I....I don’t know,” Natalie stammered. “I woke up just now, and you’re the first person I saw.”
Tina grumbled something under her breath. She set off across the room again and tore her blanket off the bunk. There was nothing there to see, of course. Panic mounted in Natalie’s chest, but she swallowed her tears. She couldn’t break down in front of Tina.
All at once, a crash of metal made them both jump. They spun around, ready to fight or run. A door swung open outside the barred front of their cell, and three figures entered. They wore long grey robes down to their feet—at least, Natalie figured the robes must come down to their feet. But they didn’t walk normally. No legs moved under those robes, and they didn’t shift their weight back and forth when they moved. They glided over the floor on a film of air.
Their heads gave the first real proof that they weren’t human. Even though they had two eyes on either side of their faces and mouths down at the bottom like humans, big round knobs stuck up off the back of their heads, and they had no hair. The knobs swirled into points, and their skin glistened with a dusky glow like the scales of a butterfly’s wings. Their faces bore no expressions at all, and they made no sound when they entered the chamber.
Natalie drew back in horror, but the next minute, her heart soared. The first figure—she couldn’t call him a man—stepped to one side, and two human women appeared between him and the other two figures. The whole group stopped outside the cell.
The door popped open without any key. The figures’ eyes never moved from Natalie and Tina’s faces. Amber and Melanie stepped forward to enter the cell, but at that moment, Tina launched herself at the first figure with her hands outstretched for his throat.
She never made it past the threshold. He lifted his hand from the folds of his robe and pointed a handheld device at her. He pushed a button on the device and Tina flew backward, off her feet, and landed on her back on the floor at Natalie’s feet. Natalie cried out, but she managed to keep still and avoid the same mistake.
Tina rolled to one side with a groan. Amber and Melanie stepped into the cell and took their places at Natalie’s side. They didn’t look r
ight or left. They stood perfectly still and watched the three figures. When they got into the cell, the figure with the device gave a satisfied nod.
He pointed his device at Tina again and pushed another button. She levitated off the floor onto her feet. Her eyes remained closed, but her feet moved with a will of their own. Was she even conscious? She walked out of the cell and took Amber and Melanie’s position between the mysterious figures. The one with the device took the lead, and his companions brought up the rear. They led Tina out of the chamber, and the cell door slammed shut.
As soon as they left, Natalie rounded on her friends. “Where have you been? We’ve been worried sick about you.”
Amber and Melanie glanced at each other. “We’ve been in another cell just like this one. They only came and got us a few minutes ago and brought us here.”
“Have you seen any of the rest of the place?” Natalie asked. “Do you know where we are?”
“We didn’t see anything,” Amber replied. “They led us out into a hall between our cell and this one. Then we came here. We assumed we were in the drunk tank.”
“That’s what I thought,” Natalie told them. “But Tina said this couldn’t be a police holding cell. She was sure it must be somewhere else.”
“She’s right,” Melanie chimed in. “Did you see those guys? They aren’t the police.”
“Who are they?” Natalie asked.
“Isn’t it obvious?” Melanie shot back. “They’re aliens.”
Natalie gasped. “Aliens! You’re joking.”
Melanie fixed Natalie with a hard stare. “Have you ever seen anybody who looked like that? Have you ever seen anybody who walked like that? Have you ever seen anybody who could control people with the touch of a button like that?”
“No, but that could have been some kind of technology we haven’t seen before,” Natalie pointed out. “Maybe it’s like a remote stun gun.”
Melanie shook her head. “It wasn’t only for stunning. He used that thing to control us when they brought us here.”
“What do you mean?” Natalie asked.
“They pointed it at us when they brought us out of the cell,” Melanie replied. “We couldn’t move or speak after he pointed it at us. We could only walk between them until we got here. Don’t ask me how it worked, but that thing controlled our every move. You can ask Amber if you don’t believe me.”
Natalie turned to Amber. “Is that true?”
Amber wrung her hands. She looked all around the cell, but she didn’t see anything. Only a wordless sob came out of her mouth. Natalie turned back to Melanie. “This is impossible.”
“And you saw how they used it to control Tina,” Melanie went on. “They used it to knock her out, and then, after she was unconscious, they used it to make her walk out with them. That’s the only way they could get her out without carrying her.”
“That’s impossible,” Natalie insisted. “They couldn’t....”
“Stop saying it’s impossible,” Melanie interrupted. “You saw it with your own eyes. Do you have any other explanation for what happened?”
“No, but....” Natalie stammered.
“They’re aliens,” Melanie repeated. “We didn’t pass out in Bancroft Park. We’ve been kidnapped by aliens.”
Chapter 2
Natalie sat on the floor and stared at her hands. Melanie sat next to Amber on the bunk and comforted her. She couldn’t stop crying in terror. She repeated over and over again, “Where’s Tina? Where’s Tina?”
At least Melanie didn’t tell her everything was going to be all right. That would have been a bald-faced lie and they all knew it. Natalie struggled to hold her hands still. Even Melanie couldn’t hide her anxiety.
Natalie did her best to block out Amber’s cries. She couldn’t think about where Tina was. She never came back. The more Natalie thought about it, the more desperate and terrified she became. Not knowing what happened to Tina made waiting worse. Gnawing hunger and crippling thirst drove Natalie nearly out of her mind, but that was nothing compared to the fear.
None of them had any way of telling the time, but they must have sat in that cell for hours. After an eternity of pointless waiting, she started pacing around and around the cell. But she only made it around ten or fifteen times before Melanie asked her to stop. “You’re making it worse for Amber.”
Natalie sat still after that and concentrated on holding her hands still. When she caught herself wondering what would happen to them and spinning off into mindless terror, she clasped her fingers together to stop them from shaking.
So she thought instead about her parents, her home in the country, her dog, the repairs to her apartment the landlord hadn’t completed yet. She thought about every aspect of the life waiting for her when she got out of this place. That calmed her down and kept her mind occupied.
The hunger went away, but the thirst didn’t. How long could they survive without water? Did these aliens know anything about human physiology? Did they care at all if their prisoners died of thirst?
Just when she thought she couldn’t stand another instant of waiting, just when she seriously considered smashing her head against the concrete wall to stop the maddening hunger and thirst and uncertainty, the iron door clanged open and the same three robed figures entered—without Tina.
Amber and Melanie stood up to face them, but none of the three women dared to move. They couldn’t have moved if they wanted to. When the leader aimed his device at them and they started walking, they couldn’t control their own limbs. Some force outside themselves worked their muscles. Natalie examined the unusual sensation from a distance. It gave her an almost restful, peaceful feeling. She had no control over anything that happened to her. Resistance never even crossed her mind.
They marched single file down an empty hall with doors on either side, but every door remained closed to them. They couldn’t tell where they were going, and it didn’t matter anyway. Whatever happened, they couldn’t do a thing about it. Natalie relaxed into the situation, and her discomfort and fear left her.
Why did the device that robbed them of the ability to act leave their mental faculties intact? Natalie couldn’t move a muscle without the device controlling her, but she retained full use of her mind. She analyzed the situation and her surroundings with a critical eye.
At the end of the hall, another door opened and they filed into an unearthly chamber of flickering lights and cloudy vapors. The stark, sterile metal of the holding cell and the hall vanished. Grey stone curves made up the cavern walls, and steamy hollows and shadowy crypts lined its edges and corners. The chamber actually contained no corners. All the walls swooped together in graceful curves and gentle shapes.
The leader pushed another button on his device, and the three women stopped in the middle of the chamber. What would happen next? He pointed his device at them one more time, and in an instant, all three stood stark naked before the strangers.
Natalie tried to cover her breasts and genitals with her hands to hide herself from their gaze, but she couldn’t move. Melanie and Amber stood equally exposed and helpless. The leader took a step toward them and scanned each woman up and down. He moved down the line and scrutinized them, but his expression held no mockery or cruelty. He might as well have been studying an amoeba under a microscope.
He stepped back and aimed his device at Amber. A pitiful sob eeked out of her mouth, but she couldn’t do anything to stop him. He pushed his button, and she walked to a corner of the chamber where a hole shrouded in vapors opened in the cavern wall. He activated his device again, and she levitated off the ground. Her soft moaning filled the chamber. She must be half dead from sheer terror.
She rose into the air and rolled over onto her back. Then she descended into the misty opening, and Natalie lost sight of her forever. The mysterious stranger did the same thing to Melanie, and Natalie saw her struggling with all her might to overcome the force holding her. She could have struggled to the end of the world for all the good
it did her. She disappeared through another shadowy opening.
Next came Natalie’s turn. She watched the stranger approach her with his device. How should she handle the situation? She wouldn’t moan in terror like Amber, but there was no point in struggling like Melanie, either. She observed herself from afar with the same scientific curiosity as these strangers observed her. What did they want with her? Some dreadful fate couldn’t possibly await her in that shadowy mist. Why would they kidnap four human women simply to destroy them for no reason?
She let herself sink into the experience, and releasing her fear gave her an exhilarating power to enjoy the experience. What would her friends say if she told them she got a rush of pleasure at being manipulated by these aliens? She would never tell a living soul the truth.
Her feet left the ground, and she hovered in mid-air. The chamber tilted and turned, and she floated toward another opening. Pale blue and gold light flickered behind the vaporous curtain. Was she sailing away to heaven? Was this the mythical tunnel between life and death? Whatever it was, an inexorable force pulled her into that hole, and she wasn’t coming out until she found out what lay beyond it. At least she was going where Melanie and Amber went—and hopefully Tina, too. If nothing else, she would find out on the other side of that veil what happened to her friends.
She descended into the mysterious clouds, and the chamber and the aliens with their curious devices disappeared from view. A downy pillow enveloped her and erased every trace of hunger, thirst, fatigue, and fear. She expected to fall into unconscious sleep, but instead rocketed into a state of high mental clarity. She understood herself and her life as never before, and she embraced herself in all her unique peculiarity.
Her experience with these aliens no doubt heralded a colossal change in her life. She couldn’t know now what it would bring, but she embraced that, too. She would rise to it and seize it for all it was worth. She would experience it to its limit, and she wouldn’t succumb to awful fantasies of death and destruction
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