Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 64359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 322(@200wpm)___ 257(@250wpm)___ 215(@300wpm)
I’m afraid to take the tinfoil off, though I’m also pretty sure it is entirely useless. If a few thin sheets of foil could stop the nanobots from transmitting my location, that would be a little too convenient. But hey, maybe it’s time I started believing in good things.
“Good things can happen to me,” I say, giving myself an affirmative pep talk. “Now sure, they very rarely have, if ever, but that doesn’t mean they can’t. Maybe this is actually a break I’m catching right now. Maybe this is the first step in everything working out for the best.”
I did just kill someone. I wish it was the first time, but I’ve been forced into situations like this time and time again. I might look like an innocent little human, but there’s a darkness of necessity I haven’t had the luxury of avoiding.
“You are so much trouble.”
I scream in shock as a voice comes from behind. It’s such an irritating simian reaction, and I truly loathe that it happened. I swing around and see absolutely nobody standing behind me.
“Who the fuck was that?”
Raz appears from the wall, grinning. “Keeping up with you has been almost impossible,” he says. “I hitched a ride with Emrys and managed to tail you across when you stole this shuttle. Just in case you’re wondering how I got here.”
“I was wondering that, actually,” I say, taking a deep breath. I’d forgotten one of my alien owners was an invisible spy. “You scared me.”
“You scared me,” he says. “I saw what you did to the alien on the station.”
“The one who was trying to steal my ship and strand me, leaving me a sitting duck for Emrys and the Sheriff and Atlas the scythkin who wants to lock me up in his personal mental prison doll house for the rest of my life?”
Raz smiles broadly, easily, as if he’s not worried about anything I’m saying. Maybe he’s not. He’s not the one in the firing line, after all. I’m the one whose life could end in several different unpleasant ways if I am not very careful. He’s going to be fine no matter what. He’s going to merge back into the scenery and be safe and sound forever.
“I think it would be best if we all sat down and had a calm and rational discussion,” he says. “It’s becoming apparent that this is getting entirely out of hand. Atlas, as you call him, has suffered significant losses to his ship, both from Emrys’ attack, and your absconding. He’s probably ready to negotiate.”
“No. He’s probably more convinced than ever that I need to have my brain wiped and be put in a human jail.”
“That would be such a waste of a mind.” Raz grins charmingly.
“Yes. It would.”
He closes the distance between us, smiling down at me with those enchanting golden eyes. “Well, now I’ve found you, I think it might be a good idea if I gave you a taste of what happens to human women who make that kind of trouble for their masters. Chasing you around the universe is no easy task.”
“Oh well.” I shrug carelessly. “What are you going to do about it?”
I am issuing a challenge of a kind I know he will not be able to resist. Raz might not be as overt in his possessiveness as some of the others, but I can see it in his eyes, and it is more than clear that he is putting a lot of effort into tracking me.
He folds big, blue, muscular arms over his chest and regards me with an expression I can only describe as indulgent.
“You are a hot little thing.”
His tendril is twitching again. The sight of it moving makes me far more stupid than I should be. I remember how hard I came the last time I let him fuck me, and after the day I’ve had, all I want is a good, mind-erasing orgasm.
“Sit back and spread your legs,” he says, grinning at me broadly.
I don’t take orders from anybody, but I find my ass perched on the nearest hard surface, my pants down, and my legs spread more quickly than anybody with good judgement would imagine possible. In a universe where everything sucks, a good fuck can save your life.
He kneels down before me, swings his tendril over his head and proceeds to sucker his pleasure organ to my pussy like a fucking face-hugging suction grip of some kind of marine mammal. The vibration and heat starts immediately. My eyes start to roll back in my head as my clit is plugged directly into the source of ultimate pleasure. It is seconds, not minutes, before I start wailing and announcing my impending release.
“I’m gonna… I’m gonna… I’m gonna commmmmeeee….”
In the aftermath of another round of incredibly hot sex, I find my mind suitably cleared for the task of planning what the hell to do next.