Alien Salvation (15 page)

Vax stroked her cheek, his low voice a
reassuring rumble. “Japohn listen if Bacoj be Dramok. No
worry.”

His warm touch drifted down her face,
trailing fingertips down her throat and over the part of her chest
that her vee neck tee shirt left exposed. Lindsey’s nipples
tightened to poke brazenly at the thin fabric of her bra. No doubt
Vax could feel her heart thundering within her breast.

“How’s the arm?” she asked, desperate
to distract him. Her voice was definitely unsteady this time. She
wanted to move away, but her legs refused to budge. It was as if he
held her in a thrall.

“Small pain. No keep from pleasure
Lindsey.” Vax stopped touching her long enough to punch a button on
the wall panel. The sleeping room’s door shut and made a buzzing
sound to indicate it locked.

“Um, is this a good time for that? I
mean, we’ve got a situation here—” her voice failed when Vax lifted
her chin so she had to look in his dark eyes.

“Little time. I pleasure you
fast.”

“Vax…” She finally found the strength
to take a wobbling step back. The hold he had on her chin
tightened, and he pulled her close to him once more. There was no
compromise in his expression.

“What?”

His frown made her heart skip. The
memory of Japohn’s spankings last night shivered from her brain
down to her sex. Even one-armed, Lindsey had no doubt Vax could
deliver punishment of his own. She dropped her gaze in
submission.

“Yes, Imdiko.”

“Clothes off.”

She hesitated, and he growled. She
hurriedly stripped.

Her mother and father were busy keeping
the refugee Dee Dee company, soothing the battered woman’s nerves
while she ate an emergency ration pouch. But sooner or later
Lindsey’s absence would be noted, and one of them would come
looking for her. What then?

A quick glance up at Vax’s
uncompromising face let Lindsey know the threat of discovery was
the least of her worries. He meant to have her, and there was
nothing she could do about it. The realization made her want him
more than ever.

* * * *

The morning had turned muggy. Bacoj had
no trouble following his Nobek’s musky scent in the thick air
despite the verdant odor of vegetation. He jogged through the
stinging plants Aaron had identified as sawgrass to catch up to his
clanmate.

Japohn heard him coming of course and
left his check on the perimeter field to meet Bacoj. The hulking
Kalquorian missed little, finely tuned to his surroundings no
matter how alien they might be. Bounty hunting had made him a very
resourceful and dangerous man.

As Japohn stalked towards him, his
heavy brow creased, Bacoj reminded himself, He chose me for his
Dramok. And Japohn would never suffer a weak leader.

I want Lindsey for my Matara. She won’t
suffer a weak leader either.

“Bacoj, what’s wrong?” Japohn looked
towards the campsite half a mile away, no doubt expecting to hear
the worst. Tension sang in his body as he waited for the word to
dash back and save the day for the battered group.

Bacoj held a hand up to indicate all
was well. “You need to return to camp so we can discuss our best
plan to rescue those Earthers.”

Japohn frowned harder than ever, but it
was confusion and not anger that creased his brow. “But we already
decided I would hit the Tragooms –”

Bacoj interrupted him, speaking with
certainty he didn’t feel. “No, Japohn. I took your idea under
consideration, but I have another option we as a group will
discuss. One that won’t put my Nobek under such direct
threat.”

He turned and started back to the
campsite. Don’t give him a chance to argue. Just act like his
obedience is guaranteed. “Come, clanmate. I need your expertise to
fine-tune my plan.”

There was silence behind him as he
walked away, and it took monumental effort to not look back. Bacoj
wondered if Japohn would ignore his summons and go after the
Tragooms on his own after all.

After two seconds that felt like an
eternity, the Nobek spoke. “Yes, my Dramok.”

Bacoj’s shoulders relaxed and he drew a
relieved breath as Japohn caught up to walk easily at his
side.

* * * *

Lindsey lay on the bed, her hands
behind her knees, holding her legs up and open for Vax’s agonizing
attentions. The Imdiko grinned to hear her whimpers as he teased
her engorged labia with his fingers. She was so wet and tender,
every brush making her tremble with need. He wished he had time to
bury his swollen cocks in her warmth, but his clanmates would be
returning soon to discuss strategy. He’d have to be content with a
brief session of mastery over the lovely Earther.

He inserted a finger into her folds,
enjoying the sight of his dark flesh disappearing into the rosy
pinks of her sex. Lindsey groaned and arched at the penetration.
Her clitoris jutted at him, begging to be kissed. In a few moments,
the wicked little nub would get its wish. But for now, he
concentrated on invading the sweet clutching warmth of the petite
woman’s hearth.

In and out his finger slid, making
Lindsey toss her head from side to side in rapture. She bit her
lips in an effort to keep quiet as he’d commanded, but tiny cries
escaped nonetheless. Vax ached to take her hard and fast, and he
promised himself at the first opportunity he would. The little
Earther was so giving when it came to lovemaking, so incredibly
right for the alpha mentality of Kalquorian males. He wondered at
the clan’s luck in finding her.

We have to clan her. Bacoj and Japohn
must be thinking the same thing.

The bed linen beneath Lindsey’s flanks
was dark with wetness. Her honey flowed, and Vax inhaled deeply of
her luscious scent. He was painfully hard, tormenting himself every
bit as much as his pretty Earther. He gave into a quick impulse and
bent forward to lick her sweet cream from the crevice it seeped
down. Her salty flavor filled his mouth, and he sighed in delight
as she cried out.

Vax pulled his finger free, grimacing
in frustration to have only one useful hand. He gave her lifted
buttocks two hard slaps, one for each cheek. “Silence.” He
glared.

Lindsey shuddered and bit her lips
together again, her eyes wide as she looked down her body at him.
Did she know how appealingly vulnerable she looked when she did
that, he wondered? It brought all his instincts to nurture to the
fore. And right now, the pretty Matara needed him to take care of
her desire. A duty he enthusiastically embraced.

“I soon allow you pleasure. You enjoy
quiet.”

“Yes, Imdiko.”

The thick walls of the sleeping room
and closed door would mask most sounds made, but the space wasn’t
soundproof. Vax knew how important it was for Lindsey to conceal
her activities from her parents right now. He completely understood
that Tara and Aaron might become very upset to hear their daughter
screaming behind the locked door.

Vax readied to test her obedience. He
licked his lips in anticipation.

* * * *

When Vax thrust two fingers hard into
her core, Lindsey almost shrieked. She bit her lips so hard she
tasted blood. The alien worked her hard and fast, sending
mind-shattering bolts of ecstasy deep inside her belly. The rapture
was excruciating.

His head dipped down, his long black
hair cascading to shield his face and her mound from sight. Lindsey
couldn’t fight off the groan that escaped her throat as his raspy
tongue swirled around her clit, bringing her closer to explosive
fulfillment. Her nub felt huge with need, aching for intimate
contact. Every atom of her secret flesh begged for
release.

Completion neared, yawning huge to
engulf her. No way she could stay silent when it happened. No way.
But her parents were outside. More importantly, Vax had ordered her
silence. She had to obey Vax. Had to.

The utility belt to Japohn’s formsuit
lay on the bed, discarded in favor of the larger belt that fit over
his body armor. Lindsey let one leg go for an instant to grab it
and shove the hard strap into her mouth. Before Vax could notice
she’d been disobedient, she laid hold of her splayed limb once
more.

She had no sooner done so when he
curled his fingers inside her sheath, finding the sensitive spot
that made her guts clench.

“Pleasure, slave,” he ordered. The next
moment his lips closed over her pink pearl, and he sucked hard on
the sensitized nubbin.

Climax, hard and vicious, seized her
with a brutal grasp. The first spasm built to a towering altitude,
bearing her to dizzying heights before throwing her down to shatter
in a million pieces. She was flung up again as another wave took
hold, and the orgasm beat ruthlessly inside her, battering her
senseless.

Lindsey lost all sense of time as she
quaked beneath Vax’s torturing mouth and hand. The strap between
her teeth was her only remaining link to the real world, and she
bit into it, muffling the shrieks battling to escape her straining
throat.

At last the paroxysms of requited lust
settled into ripples that lapped through Lindsey’s overwrought body
in gentler and gentler swells. She slowly relaxed into the warm
glow permeating her senses.

Vax gave her nether lips a last,
lingering lick. “What you say, slave?”

Lindsey tried to spit the strap out of
her mouth. Vax looked up from between her legs and burst into
laughter. He took the hard strip away.

“Thank you, master,” Lindsey finally
replied.

The Imdiko eyed the deep impressions of
her teeth in Japohn’s strap, his deep chuckles filling the room.
“Good fun, Lindsey?”

“Very good fun. You’re amazing,
Vax.”

He smiled, his sunnier easygoing
disposition back in place. “Gratitude.” He shook his head and
corrected himself. “Thank you.”

Vax sat on the edge of the bed next to
her. One-armed, he lifted her slack body onto his lap. Lindsey
snuggled against his chest, carefully avoiding his injured arm. She
warmed to feel him hold her close, almost protectively. She
wondered at the feeling of safety she felt in his embrace,
especially considering how defenseless he made her feel during
sex.

It doesn’t make sense. How can I be
helpless against these men and yet experience security all at
once?

Lindsey sighed, wishing she understood
her motivations better. Sex had sure complicated her grasp of who
she was. At least one thing was becoming abundantly clear: she
wanted to remain with this clan.

Basking in his warmth, she tilted her
head back so she could look into his face. When he gave her a
tender smile, she found the courage to venture a question. “Will
your clan take an Earther Matara?”

He was silent for a moment, considering
her question. His voice careful, he answered, “If Earther woman
want us, we clan.”

Had Vax hesitated with his answer
because he didn’t really want her? The thought of rejection loomed
large, making Lindsey’s stomach clench. But she’d never been one to
not face unpleasant news. She pressed on.

“Just any girl?”

Vax shook his head. “Clan special
female.” He paused, then said, “You special.”

Special enough to join your clan?
Lindsey was on the verge of asking when a knock came at the door,
sending her scrambling from Vax’s lap.

Tara said, “Lindsey and Vax? Bacoj and
Japohn are back. They want everyone to come outside.”

Lindsey scowled at the amusement in her
mother’s voice as she struggled into her clothes with Vax’s
solicitous help. “We’ll be right there, Mom!” She buttoned her
shirt while Vax slid her steel-toed boots on. With only one hand,
he left her the task of tying them.

She grimaced at him. “How
embarrassing.”

Vax sounded pleased as he smoothed her
hair into place. “Matara Tara, she know we pleasure. No
upset.”

Lindsey cringed inside, thinking her
mother might not be so understanding if she knew exactly what kind
of kinky fun her daughter was into. “No, it doesn’t upset Mom, but
don’t say anything in front of my father just yet.”

Vax chuckled. “Good fathers protect
daughters. I understand.”

He kissed her quickly before they left
the room.

Chapter Nine

Japohn looked at the rest of the rescue
party under his command and felt like laughing and groaning all at
once. He fought back both urges.

He was used to working on his own, a
result of bounty hunting prior to the war. When Kalquor called him
to serve in the war against Earth, they’d deployed him to
infiltrate enemy ground defenses, an assignment that played to his
strengths. Now he had a team consisting of battered and starved
Earthers and an injured Imdiko.

The darkness was no barrier to his
sharp eyesight as his gaze ran over the crouched group. Tara was
nearly swallowed in Vax’s body armor with Aaron at her side. Vax
hovered near them. That was good. Tara’s beliefs ran deep, and
Japohn feared she wouldn’t defend herself even against a murderous
attack. Vax had defensive training. Despite his useless arm he
would put up a good, if futile fight against the Tragooms if they
were discovered. The elder Earthers would have the chance to escape
if things went wrong. Dee Dee, looking like a child in Bacoj’s
armor, huddled near the ground next to them, her eyes
wide.