Hide to Stay Alive (Club Release 1) (7 page)

I quickly decide on a
course of action. I step back to give her some space and then give
her a command. “Stand and step out of the closet.”

My soul leaps with joy
when she gives me a slight nod and then does as she was ordered.
Her gaze darts around the room and her slight body shakes as she
stands in front of me. I have the strangest urge to hug
her.

Pushing the feeling aside,
I calmly ask, “Why were you in the closet when I told you to stay
sitting on the bed?” My words come out gentle just as I had hoped
they would. With the strange feelings she evokes coursing wildly
through me, I wasn’t sure I could do it.

Maybe I should have let
Von check on her after all. The possessive-streak that rears up in
me at that thought shocks the zyf out of me. If this continues, I
am going to need therapy.

Her beautifully expressive
eyes shift as her gaze darts around the room again. I wonder if she
is looking for the others. A spike of jealousy stabs me in the
heart. What the zyf? As soon as possible, I am going to need to
meditate to clear my head and heart of whatever spell she has
enchanted me with.

Frowning down at her, I
repeat myself. “Why were you in the closet when I told you to stay
sitting on the bed?”

She fidgets with the flap
of her pants pocket. Her gaze is now on the floor. “I just needed
to be in a safer place for a while. I’ll try not to do it
again.”

I almost smile when she
says “try.” At least she is honest. “I’ll let it slide this time.”
I place my finger under her chin and raise her face. She looks into
my eyes. “When I give you a command, you are expected to do it. On
Zaphin, the warriors expect seemas and live-sex-playthings to do as
they are told. You are now one of our submissives. Do you
understand?”

Her pink tongue peeks out
and licks her full lips. “I think so. You don’t eat submissives on
your planet, do you?”

Lust pounds through my
veins and makes my cock ache. I can’t help but smile. “Not in a bad
way.”

I force myself not to jump
her. Stepping back, I look her over. She’s dirty and stinks but
under the filth I smell her sweet scent just the way I did on the
sell-block.

Right now, the filthy
scent is overpowering. That’s not surprising considering where she
was. I walk over to the bathroom and gesture her in. She stands
still for a moment. I look at her with my hard dominant stare. I
hide a smile when she jumps and hurries into the
bathroom.

“
You are going to take a
shower. While you are doing that, I’m going to pull some clothes
out for you. You are to put the clothes on when you’re finished
with your shower.” I flick my hand in her direction.
“Strip.”

She looks startled and
then her eyes take on a determined look. “I can do this,” she
whispers.

Once again her words make
my heart ache for her. I shield my heart from her and watch her
movements with fake boredom.

Her hands tremble slightly
as she unbuttons her pants. She hesitates and then reaches into one
of her side pockets. The warrior in me instantly goes on high
alert. She’s too small to hurt me but what if she has a weapon the
satpinians who’d captured her hadn’t check for? Adrenaline floods
my system even though I keep a calm façade.

The human’s tiny hand
comes out of her pocket with two nuts. From the human
live-sex-playthings at my club, I know they love the small pieces
of food. I watch to see what she’s going to do next.

She fascinates me. That
must be what draws me to her. I feel better now that I know my
newest seema and possibly future live-sex-plaything captures my
attention just because she’s interesting.

The little human licks her
lips and gives me a tiny smile. “I’ve heard that there’s not much
food, if any, on a spacecraft. I have some pecans if you’re
hungry.”

Zyf, her unbelievable
offer floors me. My warrior’s heart protests as it turns from a
ball of the toughest metal into a soft sweet confection for her to
eat up.

I shake my head as I
mentally replace the shield around my heart. A shield she’d
disturbingly taken down with ease. This time I make sure the shield
is secure.

“
Thanks, little seema.
That’s nice of you, but we have plenty of food onboard and on our
home planet.” She’s by far the sweetest being I’ve met.

Her hand curls around the
pecans. “I found these in a rare grove on Earth. It was the
prettiest place I’ve ever seen. If you change your mind, just let
me know. I don’t mind sharing.”

The satpinians’ words
replay in my mind. I know she doesn’t realize what happened to her.
Being a warrior, I can’t let her remain ignorant. “Those pecans are
most likely from the food plot the aliens that captured you were
talking about. I heard them telling a moglian that they have food
plots on Earth that they water and monitor. They hide their
spacecraft in a fake cloud and wait for humans to come along. So
far they’ve trapped and sold over seventy-five humans.”

Her scent changes as
emotions flit through her. Sorrow for her swamps my heart. I push
it aside. Everyone has lessons to learn in life. She has just
learned
a valuable one.

I watch as emotions
continue to run rampant across her face. Her lips tighten as she
unfurls her fingers and looks at the pecans. Her small fist closes
around the nuts. Indecision dominates her scent. I guess she’s
mulling over what to do with the pecans. A person who has lived
without enough food would never want to throw any food away. The
knowledge that the food came from her captors as a way to catch her
would make the once precious food tainted.

Her shoulders drop as she
slides the pecans back into her pants pocket. A warrior in the
field would have done the same thing she’d just done. Pride swells
in my chest. My little seema is a strong female. She’s a
survivor.

I turn the water on in the
shower. From the corner of my eye, I watch her drop her pants and
then slowly pull her shirt off. Color blooms across her dirty
cheeks as she holds the shirt in front of her. The scent of her
embarrassment clouds the small room. I ignore it. She has to learn
that she will be naked in front of me and many others at the club a
lot of the time.

“
Drop the shirt,” I order
in a stern tone that’s meant to make a sub move. She trembles and
looks at the floor. A moment later, the dirty material hits the
floor. My gaze takes her curves in. She could use a few good meals,
no doubt. All and all, she has great potential. My cock swells as I
continue to look at her.

Not wanting to scare her
any further, I point to a lever in the shower. “When you’re done,
push this down and the water with stop.” I point at the soap. “Use
that to clean yourself. You’ll find a towel hanging on the back of
the door and fresh clothes on the bed.”

I step aside and watch her
enter the shower. The sight of her sweet little ass sends a fresh
wave of lust through my groin. As badly as I want to fuck her, I
know I have to wait. I go to the door and then turn to get a last
look at her. As the grime comes off her delicate frame, silky skin
is revealed.

Not able to handle the
sight of her naked body anymore without doing something bad, I bend
and scoop up her filthy clothes and then leave the bathroom. Zyf,
she’s pretty. I bet she’s going to be beautiful in about a
week.

I quickly pull out a
bodysuit from the closet and toss it on the bed. With my cock
begging me to go back into the bathroom, I grit my teeth and force
myself to leave the room. In the hall, I take a deep breath and
know I’ll be meditating longer than usual tonight.

A vision of her in the
shower with water sliding over her smooth creamy flesh pops into my
mind. I groan as I realize my session is going to be a lot longer
than normal.

CHAPTER

9

~ Hallie ~

♥

Warm water raining down
over stressed achy flesh has to be one of the best feelings in the
world.

I glance back at the door
just to make sure Pretty Eyes hasn’t come back. He’d unnerved me a
few minutes ago when he had checked me out. All three tones in his
eyes had begun glowing as he’d scanned my body. The small vents
next to his nose had flared ever so slightly.

A touch of fear had crept
down my spine. That emotion had only lasted until I’d gotten a good
whiff of him. A shiver rocks through me as I recall his masculine
scent. Something about the huge male makes me not care if he does
want to have sex with me. A dark part of me wants him to want me.
Another shiver charges through me. Heat swirls through my groin. I
withhold a moan. This is such a new feeling for me. It’s scary and
exciting all at the same time.

Unable to stop my natural
instincts. I lean forward and listen. I don’t hear anything.
Looking around and feeling safe, I step out of heaven, walk a few
steps, and peek through the door. A quick glance around proves that
the room is empty. I spot a white, stretchy looking bodysuit on the
bed. Guess that’s what he wants me to wear. I look around for my
dirty clothes. They don’t seem to be here anymore.

Feeling more secure, I
step back into the shower. A part of me wishes I had my clothes so
I could wash them. As the warmth of the water washes over me, I no
longer worry about my clothes. For a moment, I just stand here
relishing the feel of the clean water washing away all the grime
and bad memories of the last few days.

A shudder rocks me when a
picture of Gayle and Megan being dragged away enters my mind. Both
of their buyers acted like the women were food. My nerve endings
snap. “That could have been me.”

If Pretty Eyes hadn’t been
there in that stinking place, what would have happened to me?
Another shudder courses violently through me. What will happen to
me if I don’t turn out to be what he wants me to be? Will he take
me back to that nightmare and sell me to the being with the most
money?

My knees turn liquid,
causing me to sink to the floor of the shower. Tears slip down my
cheeks as depression and fear dominate me. I long to be back with
my family before everything went to hell. More tears pour down my
cheeks as pain and worry envelope me in misery.

With warm water raining
down over me, I let the tide of horror run through me. Deep down, I
know I can’t continue to do this, but for now I can’t stop myself.
A sob escapes my lips. Pain cuts me sharper than any knife. I mourn
all the loss in my life. From my family to Backpack to freedom. The
horror of realizing my life is no longer my own and hasn’t been for
days crashes into me.

I sob for the loss and the
uncertain future I now face. I dwell in misery for several
minutes.
Get a grip, Hallie
Mead
, my logical side shouts. The bitch
just won’t cut me any slack. Climbing to my feet, I stand, and then
pump some soap into my hand. Maybe I’ll feel better when I’m
totally clean.

The scent of the soap is
nice. It makes me realize that my new life may not end up being so
bad. The red being may have been telling the truth. If the
zaphinians planned on being cruel to me, they sure as hell wouldn’t
be letting me take a shower with soap. Plus, they wouldn’t be
giving me clean clothes to put on if they were just going to throw
me into a cage.

Hope flares back to life
in my aching chest. I hold onto the feeling with all the strength I
have left in me. As long as I do whatever they ask, I may live a
happy life. A new knot forms in my throat. It’s been a long time
since I’ve had any reason to hope the future will be a good one for
me. I’m going to be crushed if Pretty Eyes ends up being
mean.

I smile when I notice that
my fingertips are wrinkly. Water is therapeutic. It is also
precious. I hurriedly wash my hair and do a quick check of my body
to make sure it’s clean. My wayward heart flips as I think of Teal
Eyes seeing me clean. So far the large male has only seen me
filthy. Doubt floods me. I frown as I wonder if he’ll like me
better now or if he’ll be disappointed in my appearance.

He’s a freakishly-sized
alien. Why do you care what he thinks
? my
logical, yet sometimes mean, side whispers to me.

“
Because he’s different,” I
whisper back.

I don’t know why he’s
different, I just know it. Just because he’s not human doesn’t mean
he’s bad. Hell, humans can be downright vicious. My hands curl into
fists at my sides. “He has to be different.”

Pushing those unwanted
thoughts aside, I turn off the water and step from the shower. I
quickly retrieve the towel from the back of the door and dry off.
After hanging it back up, I move into the small bedroom and look
the white bodysuit over.