Beast Planet 1: Captive Surrender (7 page)

I stared at him. “I don’t understand, aren’t the
Druel
keeping us here?”

He turned a corner, ignoring the stares of the single
Zakiu
who openly leered at me.

“This place only for fight games.
Druel
have cycles of waking, they are active. They have cycles of sleep, hibernating. They return all game fighters to home planets for breeding. When awake they come choose their fighters for games.”

Hope soared through me. “Oh, so they’ll take the humans back to earth?”

“
Hu
-
mon
female not fighter.
I win you, you belong to me. All
hu
-
mon
females won
by
Zakiu
are now
Zakiu
. Take to our planet not
hu
-
mon
planet.”

My hope shattered into a million pieces. Helpless emotions battled inside, making my eyes blur with unshed tears. I swallowed, trying to blink them back. Rage gripped me. I unhooked my arms, pushing against his chest and twisting my body.

“Put me down, I want to walk.”

He set me on my feet, but didn’t let go of my hand
, a
s if he feared I would escape. Too damn bad. “Let me go,” I hissed.

“No.”

It was suddenly all too much. I needed to get away. I needed to be free. With the self-defence lessons taught to me by my oldest brother, I gripped
Morrdrook’s
middle fingers and yanked them back, forcing him to release my wrist,
and
at the same time kicking at his shin. He yelped, taking a defensive step back. Free at last, I bolted.

Chapter Six

Oh shit, what did I do
? I’d let my overwrought emotions get the better of me, but I couldn’t stop. I ducked and weaved around surprised and curious onlookers. Adrenaline spiked though my veins, my heart pounded hearing
Morrdrook’s
footfalls so close behind.

A scream tore from my throat when a hand clamped on my arm, spinning me
;
reflectively
,
I thrust my balled fist up towards the face.
Morrdrook
's
head whipped to the side,
avoiding my blow. Quicker than I could think, he caught
my wrist. He was faster and stronger, spinning me around taking hold of my other wrist, and
then
pulling me into his body. My back pressed into his front. Both my wrists crossed over my body holding me tight as I struggled and screamed in frustration.

“Calm.”
He
growled,
his breath hot near my ear.

“Go to hell!”

In a blur of dizziness, he spun me again, lifting and tossing me over his broad shoulder, marching swiftly to his destination. I doubt he even broke a sweat with the little effort it took to subdue me.

Possessed by insane rage, I beat and twisted on his shoulder trying to get free. He clamped a hand over my legs holding my ass firmly. A door opened and slid shut, before he dumped me onto my back and loomed over me.

I stilled, staring at him in shock. We were back in his cell, our harsh breathing echoing in the room. I went to scramble off the bed, but he was on me, gripping my wrists, pinning them on each side of my head. I bucked and kicked out, hitting nothing but air.

“Get off me you son of a bitch, I don’t want this, I don’t want you! I want to go home!” My scream turned into a sob, the emotions swamping over in a tidal wave. Warm and wet, the tears slid down the side of my face. I struggled to pull breath into my lungs, while I shook and sobbed uncontrollably.

Morrdrook released his steel grip, sat back on the bed and gently scooped me into the cradle of his arms. Rocking and
tenderly stroking my hair, arms and back, my tears dampening his chest.

He didn’t seem to notice, or didn’t care.

“Brave
Aunna
,” he murmured. “I sorry, very sorry, want to take you home. I am slave, too.”

The tears diminished and my breathing slowly calmed, but still he held me. I sniffed, and he wiped my nose with the corner of my homemade dress.

Of course
,
I knew it wasn’t
Morrdrook’s
fault I was here, and lashing out at him was unfair.

“I’m sorry Morrdrook,” my voice sounding hoarse and throaty in my ears. “I didn’t mean to run, I just…”

“No, I very angry
,
too, first time they take from my planet.”

Damn it, why did he have to be so sweet and understanding. I wanted to hate him, hate his touch, making me feel open and vulnerable. With a finger under my chin he tipped back my head, he swiped at my tears and brought the remnant of my tears to his lips.

“So many beautiful flavours.
I want to taste all of you.”

He bent his head and licked my cheek. I gasped at the raspy sensation of his hot
tongue. He nuzzled in at my throat, breathing deep. His hands swept over the sides of my body in a gentle caress.

He caught the corner of my dress and slowly
unwrapped
me, like a fragile Christmas present. I lifted my hips
letting him drag
the fabric off
and
toss it to the cell floor. I drew in a deep, shuddering breath. The need for him to touch me was almost overwhelming, the blood pounded in my ears, drowning out everything but Morrdrook.

“You scent is so sweet, you so soft, never have touched one as soft as my
Aunna
. Never want to stop touch you, feel you, taste you.”

His tongue swirled across the pulse point at my throat. Goosebumps rose over my skin as he leisurely explored with his tongue. He cupped my breast, moulding it into his palm. I gasped when he lightly nipped my hardening nipple.

He raised his head, studying my obviously flushed face and rapid breathing. He lifted his hand and traced his fingers over my lips, puffy from crying.

“Soft,” he murmured again, dipping to capture my lips with his own, the gentle exploration turned blatantly hard and
possessive, until I felt as if I was drowning in the sensation. His hand glided up through my brown tresses, gripping them holding me captive as his free hand played with my breast. He teased them until I felt them swell with need. Each pinch of my nipple sent a sizzling current of electricity into my pussy.

I groaned, my hips shifting off the bed, seeking closer contact, trying to ease the throbbing ache. His heavy erection, sc
a
lding hot against my inner thigh
made me
soft
ly
whine. “Please.” I whimpered in need.

He pulled away, I growled in protest, but he gripped my hips, lifted and flipped me onto my hand and knees, pushing my legs wide.

Shy of my body, I never had sex in any other position other than missionary. Who knew
Zakiu
aliens had such sexual prowess, to which I was now happily reaping the benefits. I tucked away a mental note to ask him about it later.

My heart rate rocketed, I felt my
hot
juices coating my sex, ready and waiting to be filled.
Morrdrook’s
large
,
calloused hands stroked over my sensitive skin, across my hips, heating me to a fever pitch.

“Morrdrook, please,” I couldn’t stop pleading and begging.

“No want to hurt my
Aunna
, make better first.” The deep husky tone of his voice told me he was just as needy. I didn’t care if I was sore; I wanted him inside me, filling me. “Remain still.”

His
hot breath over my weeping slit was the only warning I got. He thrust his tongue deep into my pussy. Not as big
,
or as deep as his cock, but oh, god, it felt so damn good. He stabbed in and out in slow
,
steady strokes
;
I cried out rocking back onto his face. The growl vibrated up through my entire body
and
I shivered in pure delight.

Rough hands squeezed the flesh of my hips holding me still while he licked. His tongue slid out and stroked over my sensitive clit, pushing me higher. The band of my approaching climax wound, higher and higher. His lips closed around my bud and
he
sucked hard. The band snapped and my scream r
a
ng in my ears,
and
liquid ecstasy cascaded through me. Again, he pushed his tongue deep. I felt it slide against the inside of my inner walls while
I
quivered with the intrusion.

My arms collapsed and I lay my head against the mat, my breath coming in short choppy gasps. I felt the heat of
Morrdrook’s
body before the nudge of his thick cock at my entrance. He pushed into me in one, long, heavy thrust, filling me to the point of pain.

“
Aaaah
.”
So thick and hard and…
I strangled on the next cry, panting at the incredible feel of him so deep inside. I was in awe of how my body always melted under his firm touch.

His grip on my hips tightened and he mercilessly powered into me over and over. He pushed my knees further apart, reach
ed
under and placed a finger on my clit. I cried as each of his strokes forced me onto his finger. My toes curled and my fingernails dug into the mat, the renewed need to come building higher.

“Oh,
god yes, fuck
me!” I should have been shocked at my outburst, but didn’t give a damn. He drove into me harder, until I felt each thrust in my belly.

His finger glided in time with the thick, hot slide of his thick cock. I shook uncontrollably, my pussy clenching around him. My insides exploded into pleasure so intense, the room and everything blurred—
only his hard hands held this strange
,
wonderful universe and me. Wave after wave consuming me until my fingers tingled with the sensation.

He pulsed inside, filling me with his heat, and then groaned and
shuddered
his release.

Falling forward onto the side of the mat, he dragged me down with him. Both our breathing laboured as we struggled to recover.

The air felt cooler with my body coated in a film of sweat; he kissed the back of my damp neck. “Like better with my scent.”

I chuckled, cracking an eye open, to smile at him. “I like your scent, too,” I whispered. His delighted smile made my heart do strange, little flip-flops. He was utterly gorgeous.

It still amazed me how one creature could make me feel so safe and protected, even while surrounded by such danger. I realized I didn’t need Morrdrook
only
for my physical protection, but I was leaning on him for my emotional safety, as well.

“I knew I have best female, make very happy.”

Back at you.
Damn, how did I let him get so under my skin in such a short time?

With a sigh, I stretched my limbs. Even though my pussy still pulsed from the pounding Morrdrook gave it, I didn’t feel any twinges of discomfort.

I frowned, wondering why,
then
remembered the healing properties of
Morrdrook’s
saliva. Wow, it blew my mind, talk about sexual healing!

Morrdrook carefully disentangled our bodies and climbed from the bed. “Hurry, practice begins.”

Exhausted from my emotional outburst and the incredible climaxes, I didn’t have any will to move.

Morrdrook had other ideas and tugged me up, pushing me groggily towards the shower stall.

“Practice?”
I was having trouble turning my brain back on.

“Must practice, stay strong for fights.”

I squeezed my eyes shut letting the water drench me,
Morrdrook’s
large hands swept up and over my body in swift motions, wash
ing
me, before cleaning himself.

“Can’t I stay here and sleep, you’ve worn me out?”

“No, stay where I can see you, no locks on doors to protect you from others, they will try and steal you.”

“Oh, okay.”

Already used to Morrdrook, there was no way in hell I wanted another
Zakiu
or any other of the alien fighters I’d glimpsed to touch me.

He pulled me out of the shower and hit the button to let it slide back into the floor. Feeling more alert, I tried to take the square cloth to dry myself. Morrdrook growled softly, doing the task himself.

I folded my arms “I’m not a baby, I was washing and I was taking care of myself before you.”