Premonitions

by Le aha Vaughn

  As it neared, she knew she had the single worst luck in the universe. Not only had her luck in running away from a man she had no intention in wedding changed, she managed to be kidnapped, held against her will with the most handsome captor she had ever seen, attacked by someone wanted the both of them dead, crash landed on a disserted planet, and now she was going to become the meal of the first creature she seen.

  Yep, luck gone to hell in flammable drawers.

  It sniffed her hair. A shiver ran through her as she calculated the time until the end of her ill-fated life. A tear ran down her cheek. All the training that she had had never prepared her for this.

  A blur flashed in her peripherals. Something was moving fast towards her, but she dared not move. This thing would eat her taking her in just a few bites.

  Eriq burst into the clearing, brandishing a large curved katana in his hands, battle cry burst from him.

  The creature startled, turned, immediately losing interest in Nah'Dara as he eyed his new target, a moving target.

  Eriq did not give the creature time to react. With a full body summersault, he landed on its neck. Nah'Dara finally able to move jumped out of its way, landing in a pad of soft grass, practically thrown from the movement of the large beast's head.

  The beast thrashed its head from side to side trying to throw him, but he held on to the furry patch at the beast's neck with one fist while stabbing it with the katana. The beast reared back thrashing, clawing at Eriq but just could not reach him.

  Something fell to the ground. Nah'Dara eyed it.

  The phaser. She picked it up to aim it high at the beast.

  "Nah'Dara! No! Get out of here!” She could not leave him, no matter how chauvinistic he was. She shook as she held the phaser. They were moving too fast for her to get a good shot. She fired a phaser before under worse circumstances than this, what was the difference now?

  The difference is that someone is putting his life in jeopardy to save yours; that thought rang clear to her. She steadied her arm aiming for the chest of the beast and pulled the trigger.

  The light blast discharged, splashing across the beast chest. It absorbed it. The beast roared homing in on her.

  That was a bad move.

  The beast snapped its jaw in her direction. Nah'Dara leapt to the side just in the nick of time. It was all the distraction that Eriq needed.

  Swiftly, he lowered the sword on the neck of the beast, slicing it in half like it was a piece of fruit. The head of the beast dropped to the ground with a sickening thud as green blood spilled over the ground around them. She watched as its body sagged and dropped to the ground in a sickening thud.

  Stunned, Nah'Dara, while petrified, lying there on the ground, only turned her head to Eriq. He heaved each breath. There was a large slash across his shirt, with blood seeping from cut a cross his chest. His midnight hair caught the rays of the sun as it wildly blew in the wind, tossing it over his head with one careless sweep of his head. He had a wild look to his silver eyes, a look of sheer animalistic dominance, predatory. He held the katana in a muscled hand with a tight grip, staring at the creature as if half expecting it to rise and grow another head. She watched the muscles in his arm flex then reluctantly loosening his grip on the katana.

  Dropping from the beast, he stalked toward her, grabbing her shoulders in a tight grip.

  "Are you alright?” He demanded more than asked. Nah'Dara shrank back. Her eyes never left his. He was as impressive in the real life as he was in her dream. He shook her gently.

  "Nah'Dara, are you alright?” She only nodded, too stunned to speak.

  "We have to get away from here. There could be more of those things around here.” He looked her over quickly before meeting her eyes. “We don't want to be here when they come looking."

  He saved her, coming to her rescue, while he yelled like the demons of hell. He did all that with an injured head. She turned her attention away from herself looking at the spot where the gash seeped from his forehead.

  "Your head,” Nah'Dara said when he released her. She only saw it at a glance, but where the blood had seeped from his head there was no gash as it had been before. How did he heal so fast? He had gathered up the med kit thrusting it at her.

  "I'm fine. Let's go.” She heard the order in his voice. She planted herself. He was not going to die on her from just a head wound. Not after what she saw him do for her.

  "I'm not going anywhere until I check your wound.” He turned to her, pinning her with his animalistic gaze.

  "Nahni, in case you haven't noticed, this beast was trying to kill you and have you for dinner. I'll let you fix my wounds when we are a safe distance away.” He grabbed her arm ruthlessly pulling her to him. His eyes blazed with rage and fear. His hand shook fiercely. “Now let's go."

  * * * *

  It seemed as if they walked for hours. Eriq wanted to get as far away as possible, even if it meant leaving his ship behind. Something had struck inside him. Never had he been compelled by fear. Rage, the need to fight, those were his normal impulses, but when he saw Nah'Dara almost eaten by that Cantus lizard, he cared for nothing, not even his own safety. He wanted to kill the beast. Fear pulled at him even now. He almost lost her. The sight of her almost eaten by the beast tore away at him. She foolishly stood trying to fire at something that absorbed light.

  "Eriq. Stop.” Nah'Dara's airy voice punched through his cloud of fury. He did not want to stop, not even to take a breath. He would not fail another woman. Not again. There had been too much pain in failing Mireya. He would not fail Nah'Dara.

  "Eriq. I need to stop.” He could walk for hours before he tired. However, she would not. Suddenly that hit him hard. In his need to get her away, he had walked a lot farther than he wanted, not caring if she was able to walk as long.

  When she stopped walking, jerking him to a halt, he had no choice but to stop and turn around.

  He looked her over. Her stormy green eyes glared at him from under lowered dark brows. Full lips drawn into a tight line and small wrinkles splayed in the corners of her mouth. Her hair had fallen from the bun in a wild array plastered to her neck and forehead with sticks and leaves sticking out. The flight suit had ripped in several places around the shoulders showing her dark skin. Sweat streaked down her face at the obvious humidity. Her feet planted on the ground, not moving. The stubborn look on her face plus the defiant gleam in her eyes showed through her fear. She was not moving.

  Eriq pulled her to him, nearly crushing her to his chest. The fear of losing her was overwhelming. He thought that she might resist, but she did not. After a moment of stiffness, she wrapped her arms around him clinging to him fiercely.

  He breathed in the scent of her as the faint aroma of roses and earth clung to her. He ran his fingers through her long dark brown curls unable to stop himself. Spirit, the thought of loosing her nearly scared him to death.

  Her back heaved with sobs. Smoothing his hand down her back and with his heart in his throat, he comforted her.

  "Hush, Love. We're safe now.” After a while her sobs died down, she pushed away from his chest, wiping at her eyes fiercely. She regarded him with a long, hard look, adjusting the medical kit into the other hand before socking him in the chest.

  "Where were you? I thought your head had gotten worse or that you were dying, but no, you had to sneak off and nearly get me eaten! Do you know what went through my head, LoMoq?” She wiped her nose on the sleeve of her flight suit. “Do you even care? I could have—,” He yanked her back to his chest covering her lips with his own silencing any more comments that she wanted to say.

  Eriq tasted her bottom lip with his tongue, gently asking her to open for him. He could feel her wanting to give in to him. She swayed just a little, slightly melting to him, but that was short lived. Instead, she snapped to her senses raising her hand to fend him off, but he was ready for her this time.

  Releasing the kiss, he grabbed her wrists to pull them down behind her back watching her squi
rm. Nah'Dara glowered at him, her breath coming in short pants. She struggled for a second, but stopped.

  "Now that you are finished fighting me, we are going to find a place to camp for the night. Is that good with you?” She just blew a breath puffing the strands of hair that fell in his face. A defiant gleam in her eyes appeared. “Good."

  He released her to grab the kit from the ground retrieving the scanner from inside. He punched a couple of buttons, closed the cover opening the side pulling out the locator card and placed it back in. He handed the case back to her keeping the scanner in his hand.

  "There, I reprogrammed it so that we can use it as a shot range scanner.” He scanned the area, looking for anything, a cavern in a mountainside, or a small clearing for them to make camp. The scanner beeped slower as he turned to the right, signaling an expanse of nothing but trees and a few animals that he had no intention on meeting for dinner.

  As he pointed the scanner in the left direction, the scanner's beep picked up in tempo. In the sensors, he saw the base of a mountain not thirty meters from their location. They would be safe in a cave, if there were one, until he could repair the ship to get them off this planet.

  He pushed a button, sending the scanner into silent detect, handing it back to Nah'Dara.

  "There is a cave no more than 30 meters to our left. Do you think that you can make it that far without getting eaten?” She growled at him before she blew out another breath starting ahead of him. Quickly, he outpaced her, matching her two steps to her one, and she was now walking behind him.

  Eriq could feel her eyes on his back. The little prickly hairs on the back of his neck stood straighter tickling his skin. He resisted the urge to smooth his hand over his neck. He did not dare look back just knowing the look that she gave him was one with the promise of death.

  Chapter 14

  A knock sounded on the door before it slid away allowing the guard to come in and stopping in front of his large desk. Narl continued to look at the screen only acknowledging the guard with a lift of his brow. The guard's name was not important to him. Only his allegiance. Anyone who did not give it died an extremely painful death by his hands alone.

  "You wished to see me, my lord?"

  Narl never took his eyes away from the screen, too enthralled with the woman sauntering behind the great prince. “Yes. Why was not I notified about the ship approaching the planet?"

  The guard snapped to attention, holding his shoulders taunt with his head held high never making eye contact. “Because, your wishes were not to be disturbed."

  He remembered then. The image of the woman filled his mind again. He grew hard all over again. High breast, firm looking ass slender waist. He had to sate his own desire after being alone on this planet with no women to bury his throbbing cock in.

  "Do you wish for a team to go to find them, my lord?"

  He looked to the viewer seeing the woman in the cave. The time he has spent without a woman hit him hard sending the lust to curl hotly in his belly. “No.” He wanted more time to watch them, her especially. “Let's leave them for the moment. I wish to watch them."

  "As is your wish, my lord.” The guard pounded a fist to his chest bowed, before leaving.

  "And guard.” The guard turned. Narl had it in his right mind to kill his guard for his insolence. But because of being on a planet that was far away from Cyia, there was no way of replacing every guardsman that crossed him. “I have been gracious to let you live a little while longer. Don't defy me again."

  Narl saw the immediate shock before the guard left again.

  "Yes, my lord."

  He turned back to the large viewer watching it with great interest. The brother he purposely sent to shoot down had landed on his secret planet with his new bitch at that. Narl watched them walk through the forest stopping for a short time at the lagoon. He caught the sight of her dark skin as she pulled her hair up letting the back of her neck breath. She stripped her jacket letting the rest of her body air out from the heat. The shirt clung to her accenting large breasts with dark pointed nipples showing through.

  Narl felt himself grow harder at the sight of her. How could a woman be teamed up with someone as weak as Eriq? He smiled, his mind turning over a thousand ideas. For now, he would keep watch over them, especially the woman waiting for the time when he would finish the job that his men had started on Altaria. He was sure of it.

  Chapter 15

  The wind blew hot against his face as Eriq walked through the brush towards the beep on the scanner. Twice he had looked back to see Nah'Dara walking behind him giving him a look of death with her face flush from the heat of the jumpsuit.

  "You should take off your jacket."

  You should take a long walk off a short pier. He heard her thought clearly. “I think I'll keep it on thank you very much."

  "Suit yourself.” He had shed his jacket a while ago, tying it around his waist. “Not me who is dying from heat exhaustion."

  He heard her stop, murmur an oath before yanking the jacket off in an angry jerk. He was getting a kick out of seeing her out of control. However, he did not want her exhausted. He changed direction heading towards the sound of the lagoon.

  Pushing back the trees, he saw the crystalline waters glisten in the sun; the only part the tree tops did not meet. He held back a branch for Nah'Dara to pass under. She said nothing as she walked to its bank kneeling down.

  "We have to get to the cave by night fall. There's no telling what may come from these woods."

  Nah'Dara just nodded, too occupied with placing small handfuls of water up to her mouth. Eriq could not take his eyes away as he watched the water drip down her neck wetting parts of the white tee. When he pulled his eyes from her mouth, his eyes fell to her large breast hanging freely with no help from a binder. Their perfect pear shapes pushed together by her elbow bringing almost out of the neck of the tee. Her pert nipples stood at attention as the air hit the soaked shirt.

  He growled low and deep in his throat. Nah'Dara looked at him with concern showing in her eyes, but she looked down seeing her breast nearly popping out of the shirt and pinned him a dark heated stare.

  "Like what you see, Altarian?” She dropped the water back in to the lagoon leaning back on her knees placing her hands on her hips. It only managed to push her full breast higher in the air.

  Licking his lips, Eriq wiggled his eyebrows revealing the heat in his eyes.

  "Very much so.” Spirit if he moved now she would see how hard she made him.

  Nah'Dara looked down again to see her nipples poking through the shirt grumbling in disgust. Grabbing her canteen on the side of her pants, she filled the canteen with water before rising, stomping off through the woods. “Perverted ... insufferable ... pig. Men!” she said as she pushed past the trees. Laughing Eriq hurried to catch her.

  "I take that as you don't like me looking at your breast?"

  Nah'Dara turned around to him boldly looking him from head to foot in one sweep.

  "It would be like me looking at your,” as the words slid from her mouth, her eyes fell to the large bulge in his pants, “cock."

  Her eyes widened. He was hard not even bothering to hide it from her. Instead, he filled her mind with images of him pushing into her, her long brown legs wrapped around him, the sound of her moans in sweet surrender as she climaxed. It was almost enough to make him want to throw her down on the ground taking her right then and there.

  The only thing that stopped him was the startled eyes and the shocked face that had him straining to hold back his laughter. He sent her a cocksure smile loving the sudden rush of color to her face.

  "And that's just from looking at your breast.” In shock, Nah'Dara turned around marching on leaving him in a trail of angry dust.

  * * * *

  They made it to the cave by nightfall. The temperature dropped several degrees bringing a shiver deep from within her. It was not as warm as it had been when they first crashed. The sweat that they had built up was
now running down her back like cold water. Spirit, she was cold, tired, and hungry. Not to mention her feet felt like they were the size of grapefruits even through her thermal boots.

  Never in her life had she been so miserable. Nah'Dara sat on a slab of rock looking at the cave walls. Eriq took to lighting the fire. He had taken the phaser sometime ago after having fired on a small animal that had the striking resemblance to an Earth rabbit, but with long sharp fangs and a second tail. How could something so cute be so deadly?

  She watched as Eriq gathered sticks and leaves from the ground, pushed them into a pile, firing on it with the laser on full blast. It caused a small blaze that he added more leaves to.

  She moved her attention focusing on his abdomen and forehead. Where was the gash on his forehead like before? That could not possible. People, humans or no thing else did not just heal within a blink of an eye.

  "I am a fast healer."

  That explained a lot, she thought.

  "Tomorrow, I will show you how to make the fire."

  Nah'Dara just rolled his eyes. She definitely was not doing anything this no-flying son of an Alti ‘suggests'.

  After Eriq had the fire blazing fairly well, he walked to the cave entrance coming back carrying the dead furry animal by the tail. Picking up a couple of sticks, he placed them in his pocket.

  "You are going to clean this so we can eat it.” That was a definite ‘no'. Nah'Dara did not touch dead things; let a lone cleaning the Neanderthal's dinner.

  "Oh, no I'm not. I'm not touching that thing.” LoMoq frowned, his brows drawn tight across his face. He looked at the animal with an inquisitive eye and then at Nah'Dara.

  "Yes you are.” She looked at the thing just dangling there. There was no way in hell that she was going to touch it.

  "No, I'm not going to do it.” He raised an eyebrow at her. A smile threatened to burst from his lips. He thrust the animal at her. She backed up.

  "You will clean this animal for my dinner.” He thundered. If she were a lesser woman, she would have cowered. She stood there, her back ramrod straight, her hands on her hips, her eyes shooting daggers into his. She would never cower to any man.