Bonn let his eyes travel over the woman that he’d had to put so much effort into getting here, and didn’t understand what the fuss was all about. She wasn’t much to look at, as far as he was concerned. He liked his women with big boobs and little brains. This one looked just the opposite, as her eyes assessed him.
“Here, take this.” Bonn held out a small, clear container that held a white pill.
“What’s that?” Autumn immediately asked, making no move to take it.
“It’s an energy pill. You’ll need it for what you’re going to be doing.”
“I’ll be fine without it,” she told him.
“You will take it.” Bonn took a menacing step toward her. “Or I will make you take it.”
Autumn saw he meant it, and did the only thing she could. She reached out and took the container. “I’ll need some water.” She didn’t, but Bonn didn’t know that.
“Take the pill, and I’ll get you some,” he ordered, his eyes narrowing.
Autumn raised the container to her mouth, tipped her head back tossing the pill in, and swallowed before handing the container back to him.
“Open your mouth,” he ordered.
Autumn knew he was going to demand that, and immediately opened her mouth showing him it was empty.
“Water,” she demanded, refusing to give him the upper hand. With a grunt, he went to the minifridge she hadn’t seen before, and as he did, she spit out the pill she’d hidden under her tongue.
“Here.” He thrust a bottle at her. “Drink then you need to get to work.”
Chapter Two
Kirall was enraged. He couldn’t believe this was happening to him.
To him.
A Prime Dragoon.
One of the most powerful of his kind.
He controlled his Beast. His Beast didn’t control him. But today it seemed it did.
Rising from the couch, he went and poured himself a drink of what they called Fire Water on this planet.
Fire Water.
Really?
They had to be joking. A female Dragoon gave their young nourishment that was stronger than this. Tossing the drink back, he returned to the couch.
He needed Kristy to arrive, and soon. His Beast was close to the surface, demanding to be released.
He’d tried to contact his father before he had to travel to the surface, but with the great distance between this planet and Mondu, he had yet to receive a response when he needed to leave the Inferno.
A Dragoon was only supposed to go into a Joining Heat once every hundred years. He didn’t understand why his had been triggered so soon.
He hoped this Kristy was as willing with her body and sounds as Dacke had claimed, because he was going to need it. Already the anticipation of those things had Kirall’s cock swelling, and he ripped open his pants to ease the pressure. Flinging his arms out, his claws dug into the back of the couch as another wave of Heat hit, causing his hips to arch up in need. If the female didn’t arrive soon, he would be unable to control his Beast.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, the door to his temporary rooms opened.
Entering the room Bonn had led her to, Autumn began to wonder just what the hell Kristy had gotten her into. Obviously she’d been totally lied to. Why Autumn was surprised, she didn’t know. She’d always known Kristy wanted something from her. She’d just never been able to figure out what it was, and a small part of her had hoped they would become friends. She’d been wrong.
Now she just needed to figure out how to get through this weekend unscathed. It took several seconds for her eyes to adjust to the dimness of the room. When they finally did, she barely contained her gasp.
Lounging there, his arms spread across the back of an oversized couch, was the largest, most exotic-looking man she had ever seen. His hair was black, and appeared to be cut close to his head. Thick, dark eyebrows were perched over eyes more oval than round, with a slightly flat nose that led down to lips so full and sensual that any woman would want to kiss them. Even her, who’d never been attracted to a man before.
Licking her suddenly dry lips, she forced her gaze away from what was tempting her, and discovered his shoulders took up over half the couch and his chest…his completely naked chest…had muscles on top of muscles…They couldn’t be natural…could they? Her eyes followed those muscles down passed his washboard abs. She discovered his pants were hanging open with a barely covered bulge there that had her eyes widening.
No way! That wasn’t humanly possible.
“Come to me, Kristy.”
The deep voice had her channel clenching as she ripped her gaze away from the man’s cock to find eyes so dark that they didn’t seem to have pupils. Was that possible? It had to be a trick of the light, yet there was something in his gaze that made her want to obey him. She found herself unconsciously moving toward him.
Kirall watched as Dacke’s female approached. Dacke had repeatedly told him that she would satisfy his Beast. Looking at her now, Kirall wasn’t so sure. She was smaller than Dacke had described, and her hair had none of the white stripes that so enthralled Dacke.
Kirall hated that he would have to rush this first joining. It wasn’t his way. He liked females, liked their softness and the sweet smell of their arousal. He liked to taste it, and enjoyed the way it would coat his tongue, knowing the female’s desire for him was what had caused it. But he couldn’t do that with this female, not with this first joining. His Heat had come on too fast, and he needed to ease it or his Beast would rampage.
“Come, Kristy,” he ordered again, watching her intently. The bolus they had given her should have taken effect by now. Not only did the drug make the female more receptive to the differences in the males she was seeing, it also gave the curators a point where they could start altering the memories of her time spent with them.
“Do you need another drink?” she asked, looking from the empty glass on a side table to the bar across the room.
Kirall frowned at the question. He could smell her arousal. She shouldn’t be hesitating. Dacke had assured him she was a very receptive female. He needed her to be, if he was going to keep his Beast under control. Perhaps the drug just needed a little more time. He could give her a few more moments.
“Yes,” he growled and watched her quickly pick up the glass and move to fill it. The view of her backside had his Beast panting. The clothing they had given her, an extremely short skirt that barely covered the pale globes of her ass, tempted him to pull them apart, impaling her on his shaft knowing her screams of pleasure would soothe his Beast. When she turned, the dim lighting made the sheer top she wore nonexistent, revealing the round tops of generous breasts that made his mouth water as he thought of feeding from them, of nibbling on them, of biting…
“Here you are…” Autumn’s words trailed off as she stood in front of him, holding out the glass.
“Kirall,” he inserted.
“Kirall…is there anything else…?” Before she could finish her sentence, he knocked the glass out of her hand, and she found herself straddling his lap as he ground his hips against her.
“What are you…stop that!” she demanded, slapping at his chest.
“I will not harm you.” Kirall captured both her wrists in one hand, pressing the heel of hers against his chest, as his other hand slipped under her skirt, gripping a bare hip to keep her pinned against him. “Do not struggle, my Beast is close, and he will see it as a challenge.”
“Beast…” Autumn immediately froze, her eyes rapidly searching the room. She’d been attacked by a Beast before.
“Yes…I will make sure he does not harm you, but you must obey me.” Kirall’s Beast had never become so demanding so quickly before. Only in battle would he emerge like this, and only when the need to protect and conquer was dire.
“What must I do?” Autumn whispered softly, keeping all fear from her voice. The Beast would thrive on her fear. He would enjoy her screams of terror and pain.
“Touch me,” he ordered.
Slowly, Autumn lowered the hands that she had been trying to keep from touching him, so her palms pressed against his chest as she spread her fingers out as wide as she could with her wrists still restrained. Kirall’s response was instantaneous. His muscles rippled, his eyes narrowed, and his nostrils flared.
“Good…That’s so good… More,” he demanded. “Put your mouth on me.”
“I…” She watched as his dark eyes began to turn golden, and his jaw changed shape at her hesitation. “My hands…You have my hands,” she quickly whispered, suddenly realizing the Beast he was talking about wasn’t in the room but was in him. What the hell had Kristy gotten her into?!!
Kirall’s eyes watched her as if she were prey, searching for any reason to pounce as he slowly released her wrists. Moving her hands to his sides, Autumn carefully leaned forward, lowering her mouth to his chest. A rumble seemed to resonate from deep within him. It moved through her body, stirring things up inside her the way thunder did as it rolled across the plains, warning of an approaching storm.
“More,” he demanded, his hips moving harder against hers.
Opening her mouth, Autumn slowly swiped her tongue over a bulging muscle, shocked at his sweet, yet spicy taste, finding she wanted more. Moving slowly, she dragged her tongue over the contours of his massive chest, taking her time at each flat, brown nipple, before reaching the pulse that throbbed at the base of his neck. Grazing her teeth over the bulging vein, she found herself lightly nipping at it before closing her lips on it to suck.
Kirall’s Beast roared inside him that this female dared to tease him. For her to pretend to bite him, to feed on him, and then to heal him? Sliding a finger under the thin piece of fabric that separated him from her lair, he felt her wetness and knew she wanted him. Ripping the offending fabric away, he began to stroke her, coating his fingers in the slickness of her arousal before probing her entrance.
Autumn gasped at his intimate touch. Feeling her channel clench and tighten, she cried out as her nails raked along his sides, “No!”
“Yes! Give me your sounds!” he demanded. Capturing her wrists again, he trapped them against her sides, then lifting her, he positioned his cock at her entrance. “Don’t tempt the Beast,” he growled, pulling her down as he thrust up into her.
Throwing her head back, Autumn couldn’t stop the scream that erupted from her throat.
Kirall closed his eyes as the female gasped, and cried out in pleasure as she rode his cock. It soothed his Beast even as he tried to bore deeper into her channel. Kur be praised! He had never felt such a hot, tight cunt before. He had thought better of Dacke. It didn’t feel as if he had ever entered this snug nest. When the female’s cries finally turned to whimpers, he knew she had found her release, and he erupted into her depths with a roar.
Autumn’s chin dropped to her chest, and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to stop her tears. She’d just lost her innocence to some big fucking alien. That’s the only thing Kirall could be, because human eyes didn’t change color.
Her mother had told her that her first time should be with the man she married, the man she loved. Because it was a gift. One she could only give once, and that they would be bound together, forever, if it was with someone you loved. The way her parents had been.
Now she would never have that special bond, and she wanted to scream and rail! After everything else she’d had to survive, how could this have been taken from her too!
And it was all Kirall’s fault!
Autumn’s sense of fair play chose that moment to kick in.
She was the one that had pretended she was Kristy.
Kirall had never seen Kristy before, so he wouldn’t have known they were different women. Or that Autumn had been a virgin.
Kristy was really the guilty one here. She had to know that Dacke would be expecting her to have sex with him. It just served her purpose to not tell her, just like she hadn’t told her about the pill they would demand she take. Kristy knew Autumn would never have agreed if she had known. It had been the subject of a very lengthy conversation one night when Autumn had cramps, and refused to take Kristy’s prescription medication.
Yes, Kristy had set both of them up. Her and Kirall. Autumn would deal with her…If she survived this weekend.
Kirall couldn’t remember ever having achieved such a release. This female’s responses had soothed his Beast in a way he didn’t understand, while her tightness had driven him mad. His cock had swollen despite her tightness, and locked him inside her while his seed searched for a place to plant his young. It would not find one, because Dragoons could only impregnate their mate, and there was no way this female could be his mate. He growled deeply when the female began to move without his permission.
“Remain still!” he ordered.
“My fingers are going numb,” she whispered.
Opening his eyes, Kirall was surprised to find the female had bowed her head in respect to his Beast. Looking at her hands, he found her fingers were indeed turning white from lack of circulation. Releasing them, he frowned at the bruises forming around her wrists. Looking to her pale hips, he found bruises were forming there too.
“I need to move,” Autumn told him, then gasped in pain as she tried to rise.
Kirall’s hands quickly encircled her waist, stilling her movements. “It will be several more minutes before the swelling goes down.”
“Swelling???” Autumn glanced up at him, then quickly looked away, continuing to try and wiggle free.
“Stop!” His hands tightened enough to hold her still, but not enough to do harm. “You will injure yourself.” The sudden scent of blood filling the air had his nostrils flaring. Lowering his head, he inhaled deeply and searched for the source. With stunned eyes, he watched a thin trickle of blood combined with his seed emerge from her lair before it traveled down the length of his cock she hadn’t been able to take. His Beast howled at the sweet aroma. Kirall wrapped his arms around her back, continuing to hold her in place as his fingers wrapped around the curls flowing down her back. Pulling on them, he forced her head up.
“Look at me!” he demanded, and was shocked when green eyes streaked with amber met his, instead of the blue ones Dacke had gone on and on about. “You are not Kristy!” he growled, and saw the truth shimmering in her green eyes. “Who are you?!?”
“Au…Autumn,” she stuttered.
Kirall’s growl grew as she raised her chin ever so slightly, challenging his Beast. He would have risen and moved away from her, protecting her from his Beast, if his cock weren’t still lodged deep inside her tight cunt…tight…so tight…his eyes widened as he remembered her cries…her screams. Kur! They hadn’t been from pleasure, as he and his Beast had both assumed. They had been from fear…and pain…both caused by him penetrating her boundary. He could see the evidence in the tracks her tears had left on her face. Carefully, gently, he wiped them away with his thumbs.
“This was your first joining,” he tried to speak softly, but the words came out as a harsh rumble, his eyes narrowing as he waited for her answer.
“Yes.” Autumn knew she couldn’t lie to him, not with the evidence dripping out of her. Her response had Kirall hissing, and she watched as his muscular chest seemed to take on a life of its own.
“Touch me!” he ordered, then growled when she didn’t move. “Touch me now! Soothe my Beast or he will take over!”
Kirall’s dark eyes bored into hers, and she watched in stunned fascination as gold began to fill them, and his features started to shift.
“Touch me, now!” This time, his words were barely recognizable.
Trembling, Autumn placed her hands on his heaving chest, spreading her fingers out as wide as possible. Soothing him. Slowly, the gold began to recede to just the rims of his eyes, and his features settled back into his almost-human form.
Kirall’s intense gaze watched the human female as he partially shifted. He could scent her fear, but it wasn’t overpowering
, and it didn’t stop her from doing what was necessary to help him control his Beast. How her mere touch was able to accomplish this, he did not yet understand. But he would, he must, or his Beast would never give him a moment’s peace.
“Why are you here?” he demanded, then growled as she started to lift her hands. “Don’t! He is barely content.”
Autumn watched Kirall carefully as she returned her palms to his chest. His muscles moved under them as if something was trying to rub against her.
“Is he always like this?” The question slipped out before she could stop it.
“No.” Kirall frowned, feeling his Beast’s contentment at her touch. “It must be the Joining Heat.” His eyes flashed at her. “Now tell me why you are here, and not Kristy.”
“She…Kristy’s couldn’t come,” Autumn began.
“That doesn’t explain why you are here,” he told her impatiently.
“I’m getting to that!” Autumn’s response shocked not only herself, but Kirall as well. “Kristy spent the advance money you gave her, and was worried she would get in trouble if she didn’t show up. So she begged me to take her place. We’re roommates. We look enough alike that she didn’t think anyone would notice.”
“How were you able to get through testing without them discovering you had never joined?”
“I…what testing?” Autumn frowned at him. “I arrived, gave them Kristy’s I.D. and paperwork, and they took me directly to a room and told me to change into this.” Autumn looked down at her uniform, and was shocked to find it destroyed. She hadn’t even realized he’d shredded it.
“You went through no scans?” his words drew her eyes back to his. “Were given no bolus?”
“Bolus?” she questioned.
“You put it in your mouth,” he told her in a frustrated voice, “and swallow it.” He saw guilt fill her eyes. “Aud-um…”
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